Walking With Satie
Malcolm McLaren Lyrics


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Tracing back my steps in time
All I do is think about you Charlotte
And the love is left behind
I first saw Paris in Soho when I was thirteen

Sitting on a coffin drinking coffee
I wore black on black with negative feelings
I often go to Paris to live yesterday tomorrow
Because Paris is a place of dreams

Francoise Hardy, tous les garcons et les filles
Juliette Greco, Jeanne Moreau and Catherine Deneuve
And I'm walking with Eric Satie
Along the boulevards of Paris in the springtime

Un orchestre d'oiseaux, every so often breaks
This map of feelings
Drifting through these landscapes of love
Watching strays from Pere Lacheise

Can you hear the cats purr?
Can you hear the master?
Stone against their velvet fur

Girls who travel the metro
Stroking white mice they carry in their pockets
Lost in a day dream

Daydreaming to be loved by someone
Hurtling myself down into the metro
A train of Latin and African percussion
Turns my day into night

The rhythm of life
The constant arguments between lovers




He wants to listen to the news
She wants to listen to the music

Overall Meaning

In "Walking With Satie," Malcolm McLaren takes the listener on a poetic journey through the streets of Paris. The singer of the song is tracing his steps in time, reminiscing about a lost love named Charlotte. He first saw Paris in Soho when he was thirteen, and since then, he's been fascinated by the city's romanticism and dream-like quality. He mentions famous French singers like Francoise Hardy, Juliette Greco, Jeanne Moreau, and Catherine Deneuve, as well as a famous French composer Eric Satie, with whom he's walking along the boulevards of Paris in the springtime.


McLaren paints a vivid picture of Paris, mentioning a coffin, negative feelings, dreams, oiseaux (birds), landscapes of love, Pere Lacheise (a famous cemetery), cats purring, and white mice carried by girls in their pockets. He daydreams of being loved by someone, hurtling down into the metro, and listening to the rhythm of life - the constant arguments between lovers. The song has a melodic, dreamy quality that matches the whimsical and romantic theme of the lyrics.


Line by Line Meaning

Tracing back my steps in time
Reflecting on my past experiences


All I do is think about you Charlotte
My thoughts are consumed by memories of Charlotte


And the love is left behind
The love I once had with Charlotte is now in the past


I first saw Paris in Soho when I was thirteen
I have fond memories of my first encounter with Paris


Sitting on a coffin drinking coffee
I have a morbid fascination with death


I wore black on black with negative feelings
My emotions are often dark and negative


I often go to Paris to live yesterday tomorrow
I like to relive memories of the past in the present


Because Paris is a place of dreams
Paris represents a utopia in my mind


Francoise Hardy, tous les garcons et les filles
I have an appreciation for French music and adore Francoise Hardy's 'Tous les garcons et les filles'


Juliette Greco, Jeanne Moreau and Catherine Deneuve
I admire these iconic French actresses


And I'm walking with Eric Satie
I feel a connection to the music and art of Eric Satie


Along the boulevards of Paris in the springtime
I enjoy walking through the streets of Paris during the springtime


Un orchestre d'oiseaux, every so often breaks
The sounds of birds intermittently interrupt my thoughts


This map of feelings
My emotions are complex and difficult to navigate


Drifting through these landscapes of love
I am lost in thoughts of romantic love


Watching strays from Pere Lacheise
I observe the stray animals in Pere Lacheise cemetery


Can you hear the cats purr?
I am in tune with the sounds of cats


Can you hear the master?
I am conscious of the presence of a higher power


Stone against their velvet fur
The texture of the cats' fur against stone is pleasing


Girls who travel the metro
I notice young women who ride the metro


Stroking white mice they carry in their pockets
These girls have an exotic taste in pets, carrying white mice with them


Lost in a day dream
They appear to be lost in thought


Daydreaming to be loved by someone
These girls may be daydreaming of finding love


Hurtling myself down into the metro
I am rushing down into the metro to catch a train


A train of Latin and African percussion
The sounds on this train are a fusion of Latin and African rhythms


Turns my day into night
The ambiance of the train transforms my mood


The rhythm of life
I am fond of the music of life


The constant arguments between lovers
I am aware of the tumultuous nature of romantic relationships


He wants to listen to the news
One partner wants to keep updated on current events


She wants to listen to the music
The other partner wants to relax and listen to music instead




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: GORMAN, MAKAGA, MCLAREN

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